The coquettish rival wants to have CP with me every day

"Hey! Old man, it's not right for you to say that. Those people came to kill your young master, not me. It's obvious that I was almost implicated by him, okay?"

Butler Liu choked.

"That's right!" Si Yan suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly turned his head to look at Feng Jian and asked, "Where are the meals I packed?"

Feng Jian: "..."

Butler Liu: "..."

He thought that Mr. Si had found out his conscience, and finally remembered that the young master was shot to save him.

"Could it be still in the car?" Si Yan asked again.

Feng Jian rubbed the throbbing veins on his forehead with his other hand: "Tomorrow, I will ask Steward Liu to prepare a new one for you."

"Really?" Si Yan asked again for confirmation.

"Ah."

"That's good, but it's a pity to lose those dishes."

Si Yan didn't have the nerve to say that although he used to be a mighty god of war and was rich, but because he was on the battlefield all the year round, he never ate any delicious food at all. QAQ;

Feng Jian: "If you can heal my injury, I will ask someone to send you a piece of food every day from now on."

"Are there any hairy crabs of that kind today?"

"Have."

"Kobe beef?"

"Have."

"caviar?"

"Have."

"Matsutake?"

"Have."

"French foie gras?"

"Have."

"Ham?"

"Have."

"Top..."

When Si Yan wanted to continue asking, Butler Liu couldn't help but interjected: "Mr. Si, our young master is still injured, can you..."

"Oh! That's right! I'm sorry!" Si Yan immediately continued to help Feng Jian bandage the wound.

In my heart, I was thinking flatteringly that someone would raise me in the future, so I wouldn't have to worry about food and drink.

Feng Jian looked at Si Yan who had made a 180-degree turn towards him, and smiled helplessly in his heart.

"Okay." After Si Yan yawned and finished his work, he was almost paralyzed from exhaustion.

Then he explained to Butler Li: "Pay attention to how he is doing tonight. If you have a fever or something is wrong, remember to wake me up." As he spoke, he had already fallen asleep beside the hospital bed.

Butler Liu was about to wake him up to sleep in another room, but Feng Jian stopped him with a look.

"Then, I'll ask someone to move a bed..."

"No need." Feng Jian looked at the sleeping face lying next to him, the cold and gloomy eyes of the past subsided, and they were full of gentleness.But thinking of what happened tonight, his face suddenly became gloomy again.

If he hadn't blocked that shot so quickly, Si Yan would be afraid...

When he read this, a smoldering ruthlessness flashed in his pupils. Seeing that Si Yan was fast asleep, he ordered Steward Liu, "Check! Within three days, I want the head of the mastermind!"

Liu Butler's complexion changed slightly upon hearing this.

It was the first time he saw the young master so angry, and he didn't dare to slack off to do it immediately.

……

When Si Yan woke up in the morning, he found himself sleeping on Feng Jian's bed.

"Fuck! Who lifted the young master up?"

Feng Jian suffered from insomnia last night, and was woken up by Si Yan yelling as soon as he fell asleep, and immediately rubbed his dizzy brows helplessly.

"Last night, you climbed up by yourself." He said.

"Impossible! Young master, how could I climb onto your body..." Before Si Yan finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that the original owner of his body was gay.

So, maybe, maybe, maybe, indeed, it's really possible that he climbed up by himself, maybe...

"I, I don't remember." With a look of wanting to play tricks on his face, he quickly jumped off the bed to avoid suspicion.

Feng Jian didn't hold on to this matter either.

He reached out and rang the bell to have breakfast brought up.

Si Yan thought it was because he was hungry and wanted to eat, but Feng Jian said: "Try it, see if it suits your appetite."

"For me?" Si Yan looked at the standard nutritious meals on the plate, including nuts, vegetables, fish, oatmeal, milk, etc.

Each portion is prepared in strict accordance with the proportion, and it looks delicious at first glance.

"Well. If you weren't there yesterday, my arm would be useless."

Si Yan felt that what he said was very reasonable, and it was rare that this person knew how to be grateful even though he was stingy, so he ate it bluntly.

Seeing that his food was delicious, Feng Jian's lips curled up inadvertently, as if the delicacy had also been eaten into his mouth at the same time.

Because his eyes were too direct, Si Yan finally noticed his eyes.

Then he said solemnly: "It's useless to look at it, your wound hasn't healed yet, and you can't eat cold things like salad."

Feng Jian: "..."

Seeing him still watching, Si Yan finally felt a little embarrassed.

"However, milk is fine. Do you want to drink it?" He said, and handed over the Australian prairie pure milk that he had just drank half a glass.

In fact, he was just asking casually.

Unexpectedly, Feng Jian nodded and said, "Yes."

Si Yan: "..."

If I had known, he just drank it all in one gulp.

Reluctantly, he handed the cup a little more: "Hey! Drink less, you just finished the operation, and it will be inconvenient to pee later."

Feng Jian: "..."

He opened his mouth slightly, and took a sip from the rim of Si Yan's cup.

As a result, before she could drink the milk, the cup on her lips was retracted...

Then I saw Si Yan laughing and saying that he was thirsty, and poured all the milk in the glass down in one go.Because he drank too fast, milky white milk flowed down the corner of his mouth...

Feng Jian's eyes tightened, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

After Si Yan finished drinking, he stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth.

Feng Jian took a breath and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Damn!

Is this little thing tempting him on purpose?

Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed Si Yan's wrist towards his arms.

"What are you doing?" Si Yan asked provocatively and unconsciously.

Feng Jian looked at someone's clear and clean pupils, and suddenly felt that he was about to be driven crazy by the person in his arms!

"There is something dirty at the corner of your mouth, and you haven't wiped it off." Then he took out a handkerchief from somewhere, and gently wiped the corner of Si Yan's mouth over and over again.

Si Yan just felt baffled.Moreover, the posture of the two of them...

Emmm...

Why did he feel like something was wrong?

"Ahem! I'll wipe it myself." After he stood up, he grabbed Feng Jian's handkerchief, wiped it casually, and then threw the handkerchief to Feng Jian.

Feng Jian: "..."

Si Yan saw him staring at the crumpled handkerchief with milk on it, and asked, "How about washing it for you?"

"No need." Feng Jian put away the handkerchief.

Si Yan saw that he was in good spirits and his life should not be in danger, so he decided to leave.

But before he could say anything, Feng Jian coughed twice.

"Have a fever?"

Feng Jian: "..."

Hearing this sentence, why did he feel a little awkward?

Si Yan stretched out his hand to help him touch his forehead, and felt the pulse of his wrist: "I really have a fever."

Feng Jian: "..."